Chapter 98 Blowing the stick?

Mu Qingxin noticed that when Wans said that Myron was her good brother, a different emotion flashed in Myron's eyes. She didn't know what the relationship between the two was.

"I'm Dongfang Ling, I'm fifteen years old, and I'm from the Art Department. Although I'm from the Art Department, I'm also very strong. Don't worry about my fighting ability!" Dongfang Ling said, patting his chest.

"I'm Shui Huanlan, fifteen years old, majoring in art, and I can fight too," Shui Huanlan said in a low voice.

When they heard Shui Huanlan say that he could fight, they didn't take it seriously at all. Who would believe him if he was so timid?

"I'm Mu Qingxin, fifteen years old, majoring in art. Uh, don't believe that test from yesterday. I can fight too." Mu Qingxin said firmly.

"Ahem." Obviously everyone thought of the funny scene yesterday, and they didn't hold any hope for Mu Qingxin.

"I'm Locke, ten years old, artillery department, good at warship combat. Uh, although I don't have warships now, but I'm very strong in mecha combat!"

"I'm Darren, ten years old, a land soldier, good at close combat."

"I'm Korra, fifteen, mecha department."

"I'm Thomas, fifteen, mecha department."

“.”

Cora and Thomas remained cold. The others looked at Whans. None of them understood them, only Whans knew.

Wang Si coughed, covered his mouth with one hand, and whispered, "It's because when they were doing military training after entering school, for some unknown reason, a wave of strange beasts occurred in the primeval forest. All the students evacuated quickly, but their team did not evacuate safely. Except for the two of them, the rest of the team members..." As he spoke, he wiped his neck with one hand and raised an eyebrow at everyone.

Mu Qingxin: “.” Kid, your actions are really unnecessary. These few people and the parties involved all heard it.

For a moment, Cora and Thomas's faces became even colder. Everyone was embarrassed to discuss other people's affairs in front of the person concerned. Only the silly boy Vance did not notice the awkward atmosphere.

"Honestly, what happened to you guys at that time? Why?" Vance asked relentlessly.

"Young Master." Myron, whose tense face was a little cracked, reminded in a low voice, but Vance was extremely curious at the moment and did not notice anything unusual about other people.

Seeing that Cora and Thomas' eyes were getting colder and colder, they were afraid that they would not be able to hold back and punch Vance.

"Ahem," Baili Yan coughed to interrupt Wang Si's suicidal behavior, "Um, little sister."

Mu Qingxin's mouth twitched. She looked at her own clothes expressionlessly, then at his clothes. The meaning in her eyes was very clear.

Baili Yan saw what Mu Qingxin meant, touched his head embarrassedly, and said with a dry laugh, "Miss Mu."

Mu Qingxin's expression relaxed and she smiled, "You can call me Sister Mu, or Sister Xinxin." Then, she looked at Baili Yan expectantly.

"." Baili Yan moved his mouth, "Mu, Xinxin." He could never call out "sister".

Mu Qing closed her eyes and said in self-abandonment, "Whatever, you can all call me Xinxin." After that, she leaned on Dongfang Ling as if she had no strength left.

Dongfang Ling kindly put her arm around Mu Qingxin, suppressed her laughter, and said to everyone, "Let's just call them by their names. It will save trouble."

"Yeah, okay." Baili Yan breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, he could call others "sister", but he really couldn't call the petite Mu Qingxin that, even though she was indeed five years older than him.

Wang Si, who was standing by, was also distracted and looked at Mu Qingxin with great interest. "Xinxin, I saw those videos of you singing. Why do you sing so beautifully? And is that instrument you play a guqin? How do you play it? Can those few thin strings produce sound? Is it really you singing? Or is it synthesized by the intelligent brain?"

After hearing what Wang Si said, it was obvious that everyone present had watched the heated video online, and they all looked at Mu Qingxin.

Mu Qingxin said lazily, "Of course I sang it myself. And those aren't strings, they're strings. There are many musical instruments on Ancient Blue Star. Everything can create music. The only thing you can't imagine is what you can do."

Wang Si became interested after hearing this. "Xinxin, can you blow the stick?"

"Stick?" Everyone looked at Wang Si with complicated eyes. Could this man really be a fool?

Mu Qingxin was thinking the same thing in her heart, "Stick? Blowing? Is there anything wrong with you?" Mu Qingxin pointed to her head.

"You're the one with a mental problem!" Wang Si said angrily after seeing everyone's looks. "You know a lot about ancient musical instruments, don't you? It turns out you're all just liars. You can't even play a stick, huh."

Mu Qingxin: “.” Child, blow a stick for me so I can see it!

Everyone present looked at Wang Si accusingly. Wasn't this clearly bullying? How could he blow on a stick? It was certain that this man was a fool. For a moment, everyone present regretted letting Wang Si join their team.

Myron, who was standing beside him, blushed and whispered, "Master, that's not a stick."

"How can it not be a stick? It's obviously a stick, it just has a few more holes on it." Wang Si retorted.

Mu Qingxin's mind raced, and she understood. She smiled and said, "There are a few more holes, so it really isn't a stick. It could be a flute or a xiao. The flute is played horizontally, and the xiao is played vertically. I don't know if you're talking about a flute or a xiao."

"Can you play it?" Wang Si looked at Mu Qingxin closely.

Mu Qingxin nodded. There were many musical instruments in the book in the space. These instruments actually had something in common. As long as she found the right sound produced by each part, she would be able to get started quickly.

Wang Si took a look and clapped his hands happily, "Great, then you try to play it." Then he took out a flute made of jade and handed it to Mu Qingxin.

"Hey, it really is a stick." Locke said in surprise as he looked at the stick-shaped object.

"No, this isn't a stick, it's a flute." Mu Qingxin touched the cold flute and could tell it was very precious. But "How could such a flute still exist?"

Wang Si had a proud look on his face and said, "Hehe, this is probably the only one in the entire galaxy. I only accepted it because it looks weird. Otherwise, who would want this useless stick?" Wang Si muttered the last sentence in a low voice, because many people laughed at him because of this stick.

"Hurry up and blow it! I'll record it and show it to those who laughed at me when I get home. It's not a stick, but..."

"Flute."

"Yes, flute!" Vence turned on the video and prepared to record.

Mu Qingxin had never played the flute before, and this was her first time. "It's my first time too, let me try the sound first." After saying that, she put it horizontally to her mouth and tried to blow a few times.

After blowing a few times, Mu Qingxin knew how to blow. She looked at her teammates curiously and said with a smile, "Is it okay for me to blow here? Will it affect others?"

(End of this chapter)